From a young medicine seller to a Taoist master

His current combat power is hard to describe. For a Jindan cultivator, it makes no difference whether he is in the Nascent Soul stage or not. Even a peak Jindan cultivator is like paper in front of him. He can be killed in a few moves without any mana, just by waving his limbs.

He is now 110 years old. A mortal could die at any time at this age, and not many people could live to this age. But for a Jindan, he is just a young man in his twenties, which is considered young.

力量:21 速度:15 防御:15 法力:54生命精华:15（作者记的不怎清楚了，请各位彦祖理解。）

Yingchuan is not satisfied with this, he wants to become stronger.

He found the old man and wanted to say goodbye and talk to him.

The Taoist fellow is casual about everything, and the old man is also very casual. This has always given him great shock over the years, but he got used to it after a while.

Yingchuan didn't care too much about it. It was just a formality. He didn't care even if he left.

Afterwards, he triggered the teleportation array and left Jingzhou.

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A vast fertile plain with rich soil and full of spirituality. Everything you see is like this. It is indeed a good place.

Yingchuan came here, activated his third eye, observed the characteristics of the spiritual energy, and determined where this place was.

This is Yuzhou. Yingchuan judged it and thought of something.

Since God has brought me here this time, there must be a meaning for it. Yingchuan thought carefully and remembered the ancient battlefield.

He took out the jade token, thought for a while, and finally decided to give it a try.

He was not sure of his current exact location. There was nothing geographically significant. The last thing that Africa lacked was large plains like this, so he could not be sure of it.

He wandered around, hoping to find a monk to ask for directions, but he was not in a hurry. The spiritual energy would guide him. As long as the concentration of the spiritual energy was sufficient, he would be able to find the way.

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In a neighborhood of cultivators, people come and go, but none of them are strong. Not many have established their foundation, and the strongest is only in the late stage of foundation building.

Some monks do not want to stay in those big cities, and some will find a place with sufficient spiritual power to open up a cave. Over time, some monks will gather together to form such a neighborhood.

But usually it is only the foundation building, not the golden elixir, unless it is a weirdo who likes ordinary things, or a mentally abnormal person.

When Yingchuan came here, he did not restrain his aura, which alarmed everyone. After all, golden elixir was still very rare for them.

Senior, what is the matter with you coming here? I will definitely be of service. The owner of this neighborhood was alarmed and came directly to pay his respects, fearing that Yingchuan would suddenly take action. After all, this place is quite remote and there is almost no golden elixir coming here.

Give me a map, preferably one marked with Nanli. Yingchuan hides nothing, his eyes are ruthless and cold enough to make people terrified.

He immediately understood what Yingchuan meant and took out a map from his storage ring. The terrain and city were clearly visible on the map.

Yingchuan was quite satisfied, nodded, and then left. Only a group of monks with cold sweat on their backs were left there. It was not a good feeling to have your life in the hands of others.

Nanli is quite far from here, thousands of miles away, so Yingchuan was teleported again.

More than thirty years may seem like a long time to a mortal, but to a cultivator, it is just a period of seclusion. As for those who spend hundreds of years in seclusion and come out to find that their life span is about to end, it is impossible to even imagine it.

Nanli has not changed much and is still as glorious as ever.

After more than thirty years, Yingchuan came to this huge city again, but he was no longer as shocked as he was at the beginning.

He was in a calm mood. He used to think Nanli was very good, but now he has seen a lot of them. Whether it is Xianyang, Luoyang, Yongye..., they are all better than others.

Yingchuan had lived here for more than ten years and was familiar with everything, so he entered the city easily.

The Danfang is still open and business is still good. Yingchuan prepared some gifts to meet his old friends and inquire about the news.

Ying boy, is this the city where you have lived for more than ten years? This is really good, with abundant dragon energy. I like it very much, Xu Mofeng exclaimed, a little surprised.

He is a monster whose bloodline has returned to its ancestral home. If he dares to approach such a city of cultivators, the best outcome he will have is to be captured for research, a life worse than death.

The owner of the Danfang still looks leisurely. He has a group of oxen and horses working for him, so he can live a carefree life.

When Yingchuan came here, he didn't change much, but he became a lot stronger. The owner of the alchemy shop had a deep impression of Yingchuan and recognized him.

You are... Yingchuan. The Danfang master's face turned from doubt to joy. He had a good relationship with Yingchuan, at least he thought so, so he acted as if he hadn't seen her for many years.

Yes, we haven’t seen each other for many years, so let’s get together. As he said this, Yingchuan gave him the gift he had prepared long ago.

Brother Ying, you and I are old friends. You have come from afar, so how can I not welcome you as your host? He accepted the gift, invited Yingchuan in, and gave instructions to his boy.

The two sat in a private room, poured themselves a cup of tea, and began to talk.

Brother Ying, I haven't seen you for more than 30 years, but you haven't changed much. But your cultivation level is incredible to me. More than 30 years ago, I was in the early stage of Golden Core, and so was Yingchuan. More than 30 years later, I am at the peak of the early stage of Golden Core, still a little short of the middle stage, while Yingchuan is already in the middle stage. This speed makes him envious.

I got some opportunities and was lucky, it was just a fluke, Yingchuan said modestly, but there was always a sense of irony in his words.

The owner of the Danfang looked a little embarrassed. He thought of what happened at that time and decided to change the subject.

Yingchuan didn't want to waste any more time talking nonsense, so he went straight to the point and asked for information. If he asked in the teahouse, it would definitely attract the attention of some interested people and cause some trouble, so it would be reasonable to look for an old friend.

Master, I came back this time for something. I need to deal with some things here. I have been away from here for more than 30 years and am not familiar with everything. So I thought of you, my old friend, and I wanted to visit you and inquire about the news. Yingchuan was very honest, but it was also very close to the truth.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, nor did he think much about it. He just briefly recounted what had happened over the past thirty years.

Generally speaking, nothing major has happened in the past thirty years. Most of the problems are the same old ones. If there is anything that Yingchuan is more interested in, it is nothing more than the ancient battlefield.

There hasn't been any major movement in these years. It's just that the stone gate has not been opened, and some forces have lost patience and withdrawn their troops. Now not many people care about this matter.

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After hearing the end, Yingchuan knew the news he wanted to know. He expressed his gratitude and continued chatting. Then he found an excuse to leave.

This might cause a big commotion and I might be wanted, so this will also prevent my whereabouts from being exposed.